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Sunday, February 10, 2013

Someone That I Could Always Turn To

What though the radiance which was once so brightBe now forever taken from my sight;Though nothing can bring back the hourOf splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower,We will grieve not, rather findStrength in what remains behind.-William Wordsworth

Oh, that 80s hair! Both of us!

My heart is broken. Someone who was very dear to me passed away this week. He had been in poor health for the past ten years, but his death is still a shock to me. He was my neighbor when I first graduated from college and moved to Branson and quickly became my protector, my confidante, my adviser, my friend. He never said, "I told you so." And he could have, many times. Many, many times. I hadn't been good about keeping in touch with him lately. What a mistake. But he was always bigger than life to me, and I thought he would always be there. How foolish of me! I want to fix it, both for his wife and my friend, Sandy, and, selfishly, for me.

Sandy, Larry and me, August 7, 1993

I. Want. Backsies.

This is how I will always remember him.Rest peacefully, Larry Wilkinson.I'll try to think before I act, likeyou always tried to teach me.

6 comments:

Dianne, that is very nice, thank you from both of us. I told Larry about the time we ran into each other at WalMart, he just shook his head...sounds about right, eh? I had not seen the pictures at your wedding, thank you for posting them. You will always be our friend, Sandy